Marcus rubbed the back of his head at the talk of magic. [color=8493ca]"Unfortunately no, my magic isn't strong enough to be useful here,"[/color] he commented. Perhaps that'd be next on his list of things to practice.

At Elora's suggestion he had nodded in agreement. When the employee confirmed they had seen a wagon with the same symbol, it all but confirmed that was the next stop. Marcus followed the Widseria natives as they moved through the cities.

As they approached the business he noted the odd change in atmosphere. Marcus glanced back and forth between the Calabrese members and the guards. To be recognized immediately by some citizens seemed to rule out a more discreet approach. [color=8493ca]"I have a bad feeling about this,"[/color] he muttered.

After a second Marcus held up a hand. [color=8493ca]"If you don't mind could we pause for a second? I've got an idea."[/color] The spirit medium ducked into an alley, out of sight of the two guards out front. He gripped his staff in his hand as his eyes glowed with magic. He tapped the ground and a brief wave of magic swept through the narrow road. For a brief moment the visage of several ghostly apparitions were visible as Marcus connected to them before they once again disappeared.

[color=8493ca]"Okay guys, I'm going to need help from all of you for this. I'm going to need one of you to go inspect the stage coaches. See if you can find one missing it's faceplate. If you can, see if anything of interest is inside."[/color]

[color=8493ca]"I need another one of you to go hang around the stable hands. Listen in and see if any of them are talking about Comet or what happened last night."[/color]

[color=8493ca]"The other two go into the building, spread out, and see if anyone is talking about Comet. Once we show up, it's likely to cause a stir inside."[/color]

[color=8493ca]"Everyone meet back here in half an hour, okay? I really appreciate this guys."
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Once the commands were finished the minions nodded in acknowledgement. The iron fence, guards out front, the walls of the building itself, none of it mattered to the Haunters. They lumbered through them as if they were air as they marched unseen to carry out their task.

After they had left Marcus returned to the others. He cleared his throat, [color=8493ca]"I've got some friends looking around the place. If we're civil do you all think we could get through the front door? I don't know the politics of the city but surely they wouldn't turn us away if we're just asking questions?"[/color]

He turned to Piero, [color=8493ca]"how fast does news travel around here? Should we assume Comet's disappearance is public knowledge or has Big Don kept it under wraps?"[/color]

Actions:
1. Order the Troops: [Magic] F, [Targets] F, [Telepathy] F, [Sixth Sense: See Spirits] F - Grade F - Cooldown 0